THE FIRE HAS EYES


 It crawls across the land with an anger, a vengeance,


 It Is she whom consumes me, burns my soul.


 At times so hot that there's pain from a distance,


 My soul Is on fire with that which Is a woman.


 Such an anger Is possessed by an energy  brought to life,


 She can be warm and friendly or danger In the night.


 Destroy all that's In Its path, no conscience, no 
 Remorse,

 The fire has eyes, It follows a chosen trail, It shows 
 What hurts.

 The glow of Its light Is an amazing and beautiful 
 Sight,

 Reaches to the sky, touches all that's within Its 
 Flight.

 The fire has eyes, searching for that which gives 
 It Life,

 She Is noticed from a heart that beats heated from 
 inside.

                Keith Garrett